i don't have time for details
my goodness, Verbosetta has no time to put it all into words.
i'm nervous.
Allen is back. (baby i'm back... i'm here to cater to you...) ugh. me and bad music. i gotta stop that. *plays song, anyway.*
i'm being unintentioanlly aliyad cryptic here.
it's just a massage.
and talk.
adult (please god, may it be adult?) conversation?
30 minutes and counting.
assuming, of course, he doesn't regress to adolescence and chicken out.
Lord knows i want to.
nerves.
frayed.
i really am thinking of starting my own little pseudo-porn community. lite-erotica? like i really need MORE sex in my life.
i DO, though!
the end.
i'm nervous.
Allen is back. (baby i'm back... i'm here to cater to you...) ugh. me and bad music. i gotta stop that. *plays song, anyway.*
i'm being unintentioanlly aliyad cryptic here.
it's just a massage.
and talk.
adult (please god, may it be adult?) conversation?
30 minutes and counting.
assuming, of course, he doesn't regress to adolescence and chicken out.
Lord knows i want to.
nerves.
frayed.
i really am thinking of starting my own little pseudo-porn community. lite-erotica? like i really need MORE sex in my life.
i DO, though!
the end.